Leafing through my past life
Click, click, boom, there you stood
And I wanted to claw your eyes out
I wanted to reach through the plasma screen
Grab you, [levels balanced and skin clean]
By the collar of your trend whoring
Drop you on the desk top beside me
And then slam. Down on you
Smash. Leave your colors running
Make a pretty picture all red and pink
All marbled and swirling
And you wont be smiling
And you can stop pretending
That you did nothing for the shame
I'm calling double jeopardy
That’s worth this falsely focused blame
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